this is the hardest thing i’ve ever had to go through. it was really the last thing i ever expected you to say.
i was waiting to hear that a member of the church passed away, something i could have dealt with after a few tears and hugs. when you started crying, i could feel my stomache drop.
i heard you say under your breath “i can’t do this”. that made it worse.
when you told us all that you’re leaving, i started to shake. i couldn’t help but start to cry. you looked over at me, and i tryed to smile to show you that i wasn’t mad, but it was hard.
i’ve known you practically all of my life. without you, i know for a fact that iwouldn’t believe in God the way i do today. You made me so proud of my church. You stood up for what was right, you showed people how powerful women are, you taught me tolerance, you preached like you were talking to me, it never felt like a chore to stay in service.
and i only have 90 more days with you. i can’ understand this. you’re leaving me. you’re leaving all of us. how will we go on without our reverend?